Sanda (2025) s01e12 Episode Script
Episode 12
I went and became an adult
We're two sides of the same coin,
with you still a kid
I went and blurted out the words
I'll never be able to take them back
There's nothing righteous
about unrequited feelings,
so let things stay as is
In the gaps between the seasons
that whiz by,
I was crying,
and I bet I always will
You don't believe, do you?
In despair? Being moved?
Unable to take it anymore, the night
that had turned white now turns black
Nothing's going to change
ever again? I just don't know!
I've been clinging to this moment
no matter what,
and I pray that today
my wish will come true
DON'T STOP
I won't forget the adultish heart
I stole from you ever again
Because neither the me that grew up
nor you will ever change
It's okay
Because I still haven't forgotten
the adultish heart I stole
Because even though I've changed,
I'm still me
Regrets, hopes and prayers,
Children, me,
I don't understand any of it
You can believe in wishes coming true,
but who I am will never end
Four hundred ninety-four
Four hundred ninety-five
EPISODE 12:
PALE BLUE PALL
Four hundred ninety-six
Four hundred ninety-seven
-Oshibu, you bastard!
-Four hundred ninety-eight
You used a child
to try to kill me, didn't you?
If you want me,
fight me like a man right here!
I'd be delighted, you unsightly old-timer!
Come!
Come!
The star must arrive fashionably late!
His overcoat
flutters gracefully in the air
and the gaze of the students
are glued to his every move!
Now observe, children!
Y-You're
"You're even stronger"?
I've no interest in such sweaty and smelly
compliments at the moment, Mister S.
"You've grown young again!"
"You're even more beautiful!"
It's compliments along those lines
that I am looking for now!
I'll never forget the humiliation
from that night
not even if I were to be rejuvenated
to the point of being a fetus.
You will pay, Santa Claus!
You will pay dearly! You saw them, you saw
my scars! My plastic surgery scars!
Five persons were there that night,
not counting myself.
My scars were laid bare
for those five pairs of eyes to see!
It may as well have been
500 million pairs of eyes!
Dignity lost due to one's looks
can only be reclaimed through one's looks!
And thus, I engaged in the training
that works best for me!
The Room of Gazes
is the name of the room I've got!
It is designed
to allow me to look upon roughly 500
copies of myself using infinity mirrors!
I sit in silent meditation as I feel eyes
watching me from every direction
just like now!
To me, drawing the stares of others
is the ultimate full-body workout!
What's this crap
you've been spouting,
you narcissistic old perv?
Oh yes! I look great at that angle!
I think I look good from this angle, too!
I love this angle, too!
He doesn't have any openings!
Isn't that big guy God-pa?
So, he really was nothing
but a creepy trespasser all along, huh?
Headmaster Oshibu is so cool!
You can do it, Headmaster!
Keep us students safe!
Huh?
This is bad.
Sanda must already be half exhausted
from his fight with Namatame.
Sanda!
Headmaster! You're awesome!
Crap!
The cheers are making Oshibu
even stronger!
I have to turn the tide somehow!
But how?
Oh, I get it!
Oshibu isn't strong
because he set out to become strong!
He's just an old man who wants to look
freakishly young and beautiful,
and he tries to be strong to do that!
What about me? I can't even remember,
what did I want to be strong for?
I forget, why am I fighting
and letting myself get wrecked like this?
What was it that I was hoping
to accomplish?
I want people to believe I exist!
Mess him up, Headmaster Oshibu!
Finish off the trespasser!
Huh?
There!
I know I've spooked you kids
a lot of times
but I'm not a god for one thing,
and I'm not a trespasser.
What I am
is Santa Claus.
Maybe you've at least heard
the name before.
It's okay if you don't believe in me yet.
Me doing this is just a way of pulling
their attention away from Oshibu.
But saying those words,
I understood again!
I exist to get children to believe in me!
My cheers and adulation have stopped.
Why is that?
Oshibu!
Looks like all that meditation
was for nothing!
Someone who's kind?
Someone who helps others?
Someone who doesn't lie?
I thought long and hard
about what kind of person you have to be
to get people to believe in you.
But none of them felt right!
What can I do to get people to believe
in the existence of Santa Claus?
I don't know!
That's too much for 14-year-old me
to process!
But I do know that kids
aren't gonna believe in a weak adult!
He dodged it, huh?
You're taking things too far!
Do you have any idea
how old the Headmaster is?
Headmaster Oshibu!
You aren't hurt, are you?
Headmaster, are you okay?
Please, you should sit down!
Headmaster, I'll bring the doctor!
You shouldn't exert yourself!
I reject your respect for the elderly.
Oh, crap!
Oshibu's scars are going crazy!
I reject your respect for the elderly.
-I reject your respect for the elderly.
-Everyone, get away! It's not safe!
Thank you for your kind concern
for my well-being.
I am quite fine.
Perhaps we should take this elsewhere
and discuss this adult to adult, Mister S?
Have you said your prayers, Mister S?
Thanks to you, I've been subjected to
being treated as an old man twice now.
If I hadn't trained so diligently,
my scars would have become visible again.
I must give you a punishment
that leaves no room for misinterpretation.
And this time
in a place where no one will interrupt us.
And what kind of punishment is that?
You will die here.
You haven't forgotten, I hope!
Our agreement that if I won,
you'd reinstate Ichie Ono as a student!
Ichie Ono? Very well!
If she herself asks for it, that is.
I reject your respect for the elderly.
That old man just now said
he was Santa Claus, right?
What's a Santa Claus?
An old guy
that kids used to believe in long ago
who was supposed to grant your wishes.
Maybe none of them believe in Santa,
but I believe in him!
I believe in Sanda!
I believe!
I'm bringing Ono back!
Is this Santa's vaunted might?
I'm insulted!
-What are you playing at?
-Ow!
That's unseemly, old man!
My body has never felt that light before!
How did I do that?
Did these sleigh runners catch the wind?
You seem to be more spry up here
than on the ground!
You're like a drunk owl!
When I catch the wind,
I'm light as a feather.
I'm zipping around the rooftop like I'm
Here, Mr. Santa! I brought you
some ancient documents!
Thanks!
SANTA THE SLACKER
This is Santa?
Or at least the stereotype
they had of him back then, I guess.
He's flying through the sky in a sleigh
along with an animal?
Maybe he's using the wind somehow.
Or is it powered by an engine? Or magic?
Well, I can't use magic at all.
His whole deal seems kinda outlandish.
I'm looking at a real uphill battle
to get kids these days
to believe in someone like this.
I was actually the one who didn't believe!
The sort of people
who get others to believe in them
are the ones who believe in themselves
more than anyone else!
And I
do!
You gave me a wound
that isn't a plastic surgery scar.
You have acquitted yourself valiantly
but it would seem
that you still fail to grasp
the precariousness of your position.
Crap!
I'll win next time!
Mark my words!
Found her!
Huh?
Um, what's wrong
with Ono?
You gave me a heart attack!
You're finally here!
I'm sorry, Ono. I kept you waiting.
What were you doing?
I was zoning out, waiting for you.
Really? Hunched over in the dark?
Remind me, who ditched who and ran off?
The festival's over!
Sorry, I mean it!
But we still have time, actually.
The fire by the sheds is out,
but you should stay clear of them for now!
They say they're gonna keep the festival
going into the night this year!
Sweet!
Let's get something to eat!
Right! Let's try those stalls over there!
Don't you dare extend
the festival without my permission.
What if the children tire themselves out
with all the frivolity and fall asleep?
That's the face of someone
who's about to sleep forever.
Why don't you try lying down in a coffin
today instead of a bed, Oshibu?
Spare me the commentary,
you wrinkled old hag.
Stop by the semi-basement classrooms
anytime to hang out, Sanda.
Yeah, you can count on it.
Hey! Sanda!
Sanda, we finally found you!
Ono, I'm sorry.
I I promise, I'll beat him next time!
You don't need to apologize.
You didn't do anything wrong, Sanda.
But keep that other promise, okay?
Huh? What promise?
I asked Mr. Santa for something, too!
Thanks for all your hard work!
Word has it that Oshibu's leaving town
on an emergency work trip tomorrow.
You must have really hurt his feelings!
Good job!
I'm too completely wiped out to feel
like I did a good job at anything!
Don't be a smart aleck!
Do you know what grown-ups do
at times like this?
LEMON SODA
We have ourselves a job-well-done party!
Cheers!
"Job-well-done party"
sure has a grown-up ring to it!
What a dumb expression.
Be honest, you just wanted
an excuse to drink!
Don't sweat the small stuff, Amaya!
Santa's manliness is something else,
am I right?
-You ever catch sight
-Careful, you'll make me spill it!
of what Sand-pa is packing down there?
If you're a man, gaze upon it and learn
what small stuff yours really is.
How many beers have you had?
And there are girls present!
Who's Sand-pa?
Oh, uh
Hang on, is that referring to Kazzy?
Don't you dare give my fiancé
any weird nicknames, 7-3 mannequin!
Give that nickname a rest!
Kazzy, let's go grab a candy apple!
Huh?
S-Sure.
I could swear it was
There it is! It's over there, come on!
At times like this
I'm always told
that I'm the death of the party
and Ono is always the life of it.
Ono, are you gonna eat anything?
If there's anything you want, let us know.
Thanks, I will.
I eat like a horse.
Ono eats like a bird.
I have curly hair.
Ono has long, silky hair.
I hate myself.
Ono loves me.
I
I'm begging you, Sanda!
I need your help! I want to find Ono!
Oh, I get it.
I'm like a kid who wants
what she doesn't have.
That's why I asked Santa Claus
for Ono back then.
Ono
Wanna go for a walk, just the two of us?
If that's the case
Sure.
then this time for sure,
I'll act like a grown-up
and tell her in my own words
without being afraid.
Oh, you've been thinking about that?
That we became friends
because we're polar opposites?
That might be true.
I was drawn to you because
of the grumpy first impression you gave.
Grumpy?
There was a lot that I hated about myself
because it was the opposite of you.
There probably isn't a 14-year-old
in the whole world who loves herself
with all her heart.
That's why adolescent love
shines so brightly.
Just like all the memories
I have of the two of us.
O-Ono
Oh, that's why.
I love you!
You profess your feelings
because you want to make the person stay.
So all the memories
you've built up over your time together
won't go anywhere.
So you won't go anywhere!
It's something you do when you realize
that nothing lasts forever!
Ono?
Ono?
-Go on, throw one back!
-Cut it out, I can't drink!
-Chug, chug, chug!
-I can't, Mr. Yagiuda! I'm a minor!
Fuyumura and Ono
have been gone a long time.
They have a lot to catch up on.
Stuff they can't talk about
in front of this boozehound.
Oh, right.
Something she said has been bugging me.
Take good care of Fuyumura, okay?
Huh?
I'm pretty sure that we were reunited
because she made a wish to Santa Claus
that we would be.
But
there's no guarantee
that a present will never be broken
after you've given it to the child.
Are you sick, Ono?
And stay on top
of her aftercare, too, Mr. Santa.
Make sure that she doesn't cry all alone.
Ono?
Hey
Ono!
A week has passed since that night.
Good morning.
Fuyumura hasn't said a word since.
Nah, Fuyu's always been like that.
All grumpy and surly.
You never know what she's thinking!
If you didn't know better,
it would look like nothing has changed.
She's just gone back
to being the old Fuyumura
who would only open up to Ono.
It was a fatal case of growing pains.
These days, the norm is for kids to
only sleep for the first time at age 18
and their bodies start to mature then
but Ichie Ono slept through a whole night
at the age of 14 before she was ready.
Her body's cells went into overdrive.
She became an adult
a step or two ahead of everyone else,
and it was too much for her.
Nobody could ever have imagined
a situation like this.
Fuyumura might never recover!
Fuyumu
Maybe
if I was a man she could count on more
If you don't feel like saying
anything to Kazushige Sanda,
I'll become Santa
as often as you need me to!
If you stab me
and make me spout blood like a geyser,
I'll transform into Santa!
Do it!
Unload everything
you're feeling on me, Fuyumura!
Huh?
I'm not going to ask Santa
for anything again.
Even if my wish came true
I'd just have my heart broken
when I lost it afterward!
Don't you get it? Ono is dead!
I don't want anything to do
with Santa ever again! And I especially
don't have anything to say to you, Sanda!
Just leave me alone!
Wh-What the hell?
Am I really nothing
but Santa Claus to her?
The guy named Sanda is that powerless?
What's gotten into Sanda?
Just give him some space.
If I were him, I'd be able to tear
this red tracksuit jacket
like it was a tissue!
I hate
the color red!
I just can't relax.
It's still early
but heading in to the classroom
would sure beat
lying in bed doing nothing.
Fuyumura
Early in the morning,
the classroom is kind of a pale blue, huh?
It's like a world
where the color red never existed.
A world that's colorless and still,
where there's no Santa,
nobody at all.
This is
just me saying this
as a plain old classmate.
I'm sure Ono was happy
that she met you.
Oh
Fuyumura?
Ono, I'm sorry.
And stay on top
of her aftercare, too, Mr. Santa.
Make sure that she doesn't cry all alone.
I hope you don't mind me
granting that wish not as Santa
but as who I am right now.
I don't have a big body
that can wrap her in its arms,
and I don't have incredible strength
but I do have this pale blue world
where it's just us 14-year-olds.
When I'm feeling antsy,
full of muddled emotions,
I sometimes just stand there,
or sometimes I shout
at the top of my lungs
When I'm feeling indecisive,
full of emotions that ebb and flow,
the diary I grumble and complain to
is tucked away in a closed drawer
How's it gonna turn out?
Not knowing, I just cry
I bet that's how it is, right?
Out of desperation, a lie
Really, how's it gonna turn out?
I wish I could stay in my dreams
I wish I could stay,
could stay, could stay
When I'm feeling antsy,
full of muddled emotions,
I sometimes just stand there,
or sometimes I shout
at the top of my lungs
It's ironic that it's only once
you've grown up
that you realize
you can't stay a kid forever
There are even times
that I get depressed
thinking about these days
I find myself in,
but once they've passed me by,
will I look back and miss them?
How's it gonna turn out every day
I'm shouting every day
We're two sides of the same coin,
with you still a kid
I went and blurted out the words
I'll never be able to take them back
There's nothing righteous
about unrequited feelings,
so let things stay as is
In the gaps between the seasons
that whiz by,
I was crying,
and I bet I always will
You don't believe, do you?
In despair? Being moved?
Unable to take it anymore, the night
that had turned white now turns black
Nothing's going to change
ever again? I just don't know!
I've been clinging to this moment
no matter what,
and I pray that today
my wish will come true
DON'T STOP
I won't forget the adultish heart
I stole from you ever again
Because neither the me that grew up
nor you will ever change
It's okay
Because I still haven't forgotten
the adultish heart I stole
Because even though I've changed,
I'm still me
Regrets, hopes and prayers,
Children, me,
I don't understand any of it
You can believe in wishes coming true,
but who I am will never end
Four hundred ninety-four
Four hundred ninety-five
EPISODE 12:
PALE BLUE PALL
Four hundred ninety-six
Four hundred ninety-seven
-Oshibu, you bastard!
-Four hundred ninety-eight
You used a child
to try to kill me, didn't you?
If you want me,
fight me like a man right here!
I'd be delighted, you unsightly old-timer!
Come!
Come!
The star must arrive fashionably late!
His overcoat
flutters gracefully in the air
and the gaze of the students
are glued to his every move!
Now observe, children!
Y-You're
"You're even stronger"?
I've no interest in such sweaty and smelly
compliments at the moment, Mister S.
"You've grown young again!"
"You're even more beautiful!"
It's compliments along those lines
that I am looking for now!
I'll never forget the humiliation
from that night
not even if I were to be rejuvenated
to the point of being a fetus.
You will pay, Santa Claus!
You will pay dearly! You saw them, you saw
my scars! My plastic surgery scars!
Five persons were there that night,
not counting myself.
My scars were laid bare
for those five pairs of eyes to see!
It may as well have been
500 million pairs of eyes!
Dignity lost due to one's looks
can only be reclaimed through one's looks!
And thus, I engaged in the training
that works best for me!
The Room of Gazes
is the name of the room I've got!
It is designed
to allow me to look upon roughly 500
copies of myself using infinity mirrors!
I sit in silent meditation as I feel eyes
watching me from every direction
just like now!
To me, drawing the stares of others
is the ultimate full-body workout!
What's this crap
you've been spouting,
you narcissistic old perv?
Oh yes! I look great at that angle!
I think I look good from this angle, too!
I love this angle, too!
He doesn't have any openings!
Isn't that big guy God-pa?
So, he really was nothing
but a creepy trespasser all along, huh?
Headmaster Oshibu is so cool!
You can do it, Headmaster!
Keep us students safe!
Huh?
This is bad.
Sanda must already be half exhausted
from his fight with Namatame.
Sanda!
Headmaster! You're awesome!
Crap!
The cheers are making Oshibu
even stronger!
I have to turn the tide somehow!
But how?
Oh, I get it!
Oshibu isn't strong
because he set out to become strong!
He's just an old man who wants to look
freakishly young and beautiful,
and he tries to be strong to do that!
What about me? I can't even remember,
what did I want to be strong for?
I forget, why am I fighting
and letting myself get wrecked like this?
What was it that I was hoping
to accomplish?
I want people to believe I exist!
Mess him up, Headmaster Oshibu!
Finish off the trespasser!
Huh?
There!
I know I've spooked you kids
a lot of times
but I'm not a god for one thing,
and I'm not a trespasser.
What I am
is Santa Claus.
Maybe you've at least heard
the name before.
It's okay if you don't believe in me yet.
Me doing this is just a way of pulling
their attention away from Oshibu.
But saying those words,
I understood again!
I exist to get children to believe in me!
My cheers and adulation have stopped.
Why is that?
Oshibu!
Looks like all that meditation
was for nothing!
Someone who's kind?
Someone who helps others?
Someone who doesn't lie?
I thought long and hard
about what kind of person you have to be
to get people to believe in you.
But none of them felt right!
What can I do to get people to believe
in the existence of Santa Claus?
I don't know!
That's too much for 14-year-old me
to process!
But I do know that kids
aren't gonna believe in a weak adult!
He dodged it, huh?
You're taking things too far!
Do you have any idea
how old the Headmaster is?
Headmaster Oshibu!
You aren't hurt, are you?
Headmaster, are you okay?
Please, you should sit down!
Headmaster, I'll bring the doctor!
You shouldn't exert yourself!
I reject your respect for the elderly.
Oh, crap!
Oshibu's scars are going crazy!
I reject your respect for the elderly.
-I reject your respect for the elderly.
-Everyone, get away! It's not safe!
Thank you for your kind concern
for my well-being.
I am quite fine.
Perhaps we should take this elsewhere
and discuss this adult to adult, Mister S?
Have you said your prayers, Mister S?
Thanks to you, I've been subjected to
being treated as an old man twice now.
If I hadn't trained so diligently,
my scars would have become visible again.
I must give you a punishment
that leaves no room for misinterpretation.
And this time
in a place where no one will interrupt us.
And what kind of punishment is that?
You will die here.
You haven't forgotten, I hope!
Our agreement that if I won,
you'd reinstate Ichie Ono as a student!
Ichie Ono? Very well!
If she herself asks for it, that is.
I reject your respect for the elderly.
That old man just now said
he was Santa Claus, right?
What's a Santa Claus?
An old guy
that kids used to believe in long ago
who was supposed to grant your wishes.
Maybe none of them believe in Santa,
but I believe in him!
I believe in Sanda!
I believe!
I'm bringing Ono back!
Is this Santa's vaunted might?
I'm insulted!
-What are you playing at?
-Ow!
That's unseemly, old man!
My body has never felt that light before!
How did I do that?
Did these sleigh runners catch the wind?
You seem to be more spry up here
than on the ground!
You're like a drunk owl!
When I catch the wind,
I'm light as a feather.
I'm zipping around the rooftop like I'm
Here, Mr. Santa! I brought you
some ancient documents!
Thanks!
SANTA THE SLACKER
This is Santa?
Or at least the stereotype
they had of him back then, I guess.
He's flying through the sky in a sleigh
along with an animal?
Maybe he's using the wind somehow.
Or is it powered by an engine? Or magic?
Well, I can't use magic at all.
His whole deal seems kinda outlandish.
I'm looking at a real uphill battle
to get kids these days
to believe in someone like this.
I was actually the one who didn't believe!
The sort of people
who get others to believe in them
are the ones who believe in themselves
more than anyone else!
And I
do!
You gave me a wound
that isn't a plastic surgery scar.
You have acquitted yourself valiantly
but it would seem
that you still fail to grasp
the precariousness of your position.
Crap!
I'll win next time!
Mark my words!
Found her!
Huh?
Um, what's wrong
with Ono?
You gave me a heart attack!
You're finally here!
I'm sorry, Ono. I kept you waiting.
What were you doing?
I was zoning out, waiting for you.
Really? Hunched over in the dark?
Remind me, who ditched who and ran off?
The festival's over!
Sorry, I mean it!
But we still have time, actually.
The fire by the sheds is out,
but you should stay clear of them for now!
They say they're gonna keep the festival
going into the night this year!
Sweet!
Let's get something to eat!
Right! Let's try those stalls over there!
Don't you dare extend
the festival without my permission.
What if the children tire themselves out
with all the frivolity and fall asleep?
That's the face of someone
who's about to sleep forever.
Why don't you try lying down in a coffin
today instead of a bed, Oshibu?
Spare me the commentary,
you wrinkled old hag.
Stop by the semi-basement classrooms
anytime to hang out, Sanda.
Yeah, you can count on it.
Hey! Sanda!
Sanda, we finally found you!
Ono, I'm sorry.
I I promise, I'll beat him next time!
You don't need to apologize.
You didn't do anything wrong, Sanda.
But keep that other promise, okay?
Huh? What promise?
I asked Mr. Santa for something, too!
Thanks for all your hard work!
Word has it that Oshibu's leaving town
on an emergency work trip tomorrow.
You must have really hurt his feelings!
Good job!
I'm too completely wiped out to feel
like I did a good job at anything!
Don't be a smart aleck!
Do you know what grown-ups do
at times like this?
LEMON SODA
We have ourselves a job-well-done party!
Cheers!
"Job-well-done party"
sure has a grown-up ring to it!
What a dumb expression.
Be honest, you just wanted
an excuse to drink!
Don't sweat the small stuff, Amaya!
Santa's manliness is something else,
am I right?
-You ever catch sight
-Careful, you'll make me spill it!
of what Sand-pa is packing down there?
If you're a man, gaze upon it and learn
what small stuff yours really is.
How many beers have you had?
And there are girls present!
Who's Sand-pa?
Oh, uh
Hang on, is that referring to Kazzy?
Don't you dare give my fiancé
any weird nicknames, 7-3 mannequin!
Give that nickname a rest!
Kazzy, let's go grab a candy apple!
Huh?
S-Sure.
I could swear it was
There it is! It's over there, come on!
At times like this
I'm always told
that I'm the death of the party
and Ono is always the life of it.
Ono, are you gonna eat anything?
If there's anything you want, let us know.
Thanks, I will.
I eat like a horse.
Ono eats like a bird.
I have curly hair.
Ono has long, silky hair.
I hate myself.
Ono loves me.
I
I'm begging you, Sanda!
I need your help! I want to find Ono!
Oh, I get it.
I'm like a kid who wants
what she doesn't have.
That's why I asked Santa Claus
for Ono back then.
Ono
Wanna go for a walk, just the two of us?
If that's the case
Sure.
then this time for sure,
I'll act like a grown-up
and tell her in my own words
without being afraid.
Oh, you've been thinking about that?
That we became friends
because we're polar opposites?
That might be true.
I was drawn to you because
of the grumpy first impression you gave.
Grumpy?
There was a lot that I hated about myself
because it was the opposite of you.
There probably isn't a 14-year-old
in the whole world who loves herself
with all her heart.
That's why adolescent love
shines so brightly.
Just like all the memories
I have of the two of us.
O-Ono
Oh, that's why.
I love you!
You profess your feelings
because you want to make the person stay.
So all the memories
you've built up over your time together
won't go anywhere.
So you won't go anywhere!
It's something you do when you realize
that nothing lasts forever!
Ono?
Ono?
-Go on, throw one back!
-Cut it out, I can't drink!
-Chug, chug, chug!
-I can't, Mr. Yagiuda! I'm a minor!
Fuyumura and Ono
have been gone a long time.
They have a lot to catch up on.
Stuff they can't talk about
in front of this boozehound.
Oh, right.
Something she said has been bugging me.
Take good care of Fuyumura, okay?
Huh?
I'm pretty sure that we were reunited
because she made a wish to Santa Claus
that we would be.
But
there's no guarantee
that a present will never be broken
after you've given it to the child.
Are you sick, Ono?
And stay on top
of her aftercare, too, Mr. Santa.
Make sure that she doesn't cry all alone.
Ono?
Hey
Ono!
A week has passed since that night.
Good morning.
Fuyumura hasn't said a word since.
Nah, Fuyu's always been like that.
All grumpy and surly.
You never know what she's thinking!
If you didn't know better,
it would look like nothing has changed.
She's just gone back
to being the old Fuyumura
who would only open up to Ono.
It was a fatal case of growing pains.
These days, the norm is for kids to
only sleep for the first time at age 18
and their bodies start to mature then
but Ichie Ono slept through a whole night
at the age of 14 before she was ready.
Her body's cells went into overdrive.
She became an adult
a step or two ahead of everyone else,
and it was too much for her.
Nobody could ever have imagined
a situation like this.
Fuyumura might never recover!
Fuyumu
Maybe
if I was a man she could count on more
If you don't feel like saying
anything to Kazushige Sanda,
I'll become Santa
as often as you need me to!
If you stab me
and make me spout blood like a geyser,
I'll transform into Santa!
Do it!
Unload everything
you're feeling on me, Fuyumura!
Huh?
I'm not going to ask Santa
for anything again.
Even if my wish came true
I'd just have my heart broken
when I lost it afterward!
Don't you get it? Ono is dead!
I don't want anything to do
with Santa ever again! And I especially
don't have anything to say to you, Sanda!
Just leave me alone!
Wh-What the hell?
Am I really nothing
but Santa Claus to her?
The guy named Sanda is that powerless?
What's gotten into Sanda?
Just give him some space.
If I were him, I'd be able to tear
this red tracksuit jacket
like it was a tissue!
I hate
the color red!
I just can't relax.
It's still early
but heading in to the classroom
would sure beat
lying in bed doing nothing.
Fuyumura
Early in the morning,
the classroom is kind of a pale blue, huh?
It's like a world
where the color red never existed.
A world that's colorless and still,
where there's no Santa,
nobody at all.
This is
just me saying this
as a plain old classmate.
I'm sure Ono was happy
that she met you.
Oh
Fuyumura?
Ono, I'm sorry.
And stay on top
of her aftercare, too, Mr. Santa.
Make sure that she doesn't cry all alone.
I hope you don't mind me
granting that wish not as Santa
but as who I am right now.
I don't have a big body
that can wrap her in its arms,
and I don't have incredible strength
but I do have this pale blue world
where it's just us 14-year-olds.
When I'm feeling antsy,
full of muddled emotions,
I sometimes just stand there,
or sometimes I shout
at the top of my lungs
When I'm feeling indecisive,
full of emotions that ebb and flow,
the diary I grumble and complain to
is tucked away in a closed drawer
How's it gonna turn out?
Not knowing, I just cry
I bet that's how it is, right?
Out of desperation, a lie
Really, how's it gonna turn out?
I wish I could stay in my dreams
I wish I could stay,
could stay, could stay
When I'm feeling antsy,
full of muddled emotions,
I sometimes just stand there,
or sometimes I shout
at the top of my lungs
It's ironic that it's only once
you've grown up
that you realize
you can't stay a kid forever
There are even times
that I get depressed
thinking about these days
I find myself in,
but once they've passed me by,
will I look back and miss them?
How's it gonna turn out every day
I'm shouting every day